The End and the Beginning (2)

 

The banquet celebrating the Holy Buddha of Radiance continued for a while. In the meantime, she has been visiting Shaolin once a day, every day.

"Please don't be sad that the Lord and the children can't come to visit."

Mujin replied on behalf of Hyunguang when he said that to the Buddha Tower.

"I'm sure you're busy with your business and your allies, but I'm just grateful that you took the time to come and visit. And you don't feel bad about that, do you?"

"Ho Ho Ho · That's right..."

After a casual exchange of words with Mu Jin, Yan Jiahui left today without fail, raising a hundred and eight boats towards the Buddha Pagoda.

And one day, a few days later... A new visitor has come to the pagoda.

"I'm going to see Yunhe Jinyin·"

“··· It's been a while..."

It was Yunhe Jinyin, who had a distraught expression on his face, as if he had reached a high level.

'Disgusting bastard· You've gone far away."

Yunhe Jinyin thought about this as he looked at the Buddha Pagoda, where the last remnants of the Divine Light resided.

The only friend among those who are not executed. They started out as adversaries, but they were the only ones who could understand each other's hearts.

I've gone to a faraway place where I can't face it anymore.

'I wonder if the frequency will be able to make an allegorical line...'

It was Yunhe Jinyin who understood that the Holy Buddha of the Radiance did not simply mean that he was dead.

Even if he dies, he won't be able to meet him in the afterlife.

Naturally, Yunhe Jinyin, who remembered the reason why the light was forced to remain in this life, looked to the side.

"I could have left because I trusted this child."

It was Yunhe Jinyin who realized that the young monk had helped him get rid of his worries and regrets.

"It seems that our time is coming to an end."

Naturally, in Yunhe Jinyin's mind, the shaman's inscription· The appearance of Qingshu came to mind.

"I don't know if I'll ever see you again, but I'll make the same preparations as you do and leave this life."

Looking at the Buddha Pagoda and thinking of the Yuji of the Divine Light, Yunhe Jinyin said goodbye to Ziqi for the last time, and left Shaolin.

* * *

In Shaolin, the Holy Buddha of Divine Light was not widely publicized, but the news spread throughout the Central Plains.

For those who didn't know the depths of Wulin, it was insignificant, but for some, it wasn't.

Located in the heart of Sichuan Temple,

"Chisel · The young guy left early..."

An eight-year-old man who was called the Dark King. Tang Ak spoke in a nasty tone, but his intentions were complicated.

About three years ago· Tang Ak, whose body was out of balance due to the duel with Yunhyang Yuanju, was no longer able to live as a warrior.

It was just a secret that only the family lord and the weak lord of the Sichuan Tang family knew.

"It's vain. It's vain..."

That's why Tang Ak felt a certain sympathy for the news.

The unmanned people of my age, who once ran rampant because the large Central Plains Continent was small, are leaving one by one.

And it was clear to him that the day of his departure was not far off.

And somewhere else·

An old man known as Yin Ju (人主) in the inner part of the shrine stroked his white beard and asked his subordinate.

"Is the light of the Buddha a holy Buddha?"

"That's right..."

"Hahaha· Heaven is helping us."

Recently, Shaolin and shamans and other groups of political factions have begun to interfere with them.

In the meantime, the light that had been abandoned all his life and was suddenly revived a few years ago disappeared from this world.

"But... It is even stranger that the man who was in that form is still alive and well."

In Shaolin, this is called the "Holy Buddha," but in the first place, the Holy Buddha or the Fable Buddha is just a myth.

The old man, called Inju, thought that Hyungwang was just dead.

"The best man in the world is leaving in vain... I'll feel more comfortable planning what to do in the future."

When I heard that Hyunkwang had been resurrected... He considered the danger level of the light to be on a par with the "Three Swords of Heaven".

But two and a half years ago· There was an incident in which the Southern Palace Martial Drama went to Shaolin instead of having a secret dance with Yunhe Jinyin.

Of course, the outcome of the bimu between the two was kept completely secret, and no one could know except those who witnessed the bimu.

However, after that tragedy, the Namgung Dance Theater was closed and two doors were lost, so it was not difficult to predict the outcome.

And in the case of the Nangong Sword Emperor, who was a party to the secret and attended the closing training.

“··· What have you said now?"

“··· It is said that the Ambassador of the Prefecture has become a holy Buddha. The Lord of the Tai Sanga·"

He was working his sword for a rematch with Hyun Kwang, but he only got the news belatedly.

And right after I heard the shocking news. The back of the hand of the Southern Palace Martial Artist, who was holding the sword, began to turn white.

The hand holding the sword was so tight that the blood was not flowing.

"From Tenma to Hyungwang ...

Someone said· It is not the strong who survive, but the strong who survive.

And now that the light is gone, Maybe you're the best person in the world.

However, this was not the victory that the Southern Palace Martial Arts had hoped for.

For Namgoong Martial Arts, "nothing" means to cultivate one's soul and build up a lifetime.

A duel was an act of competing against each other's build-up.

This was never the way to win victory.

However, there was no light left in the world.

Then, how do you compete with the soul of the Radiant?

"It's no different than when I was a thousand horses."

And the Southern Palace Martial Arts Drama found the answer without difficulty.

When his sword reached the last "one power" that the Manifesto had shown him. It was enough to prove himself to the world again. Just as it was more than two decades ago.

So·

The Holy Buddha of Manifestation heralded the end of the era of the elderly and powerful men.

And the old gangs were taking it in their own way.

Some thought of the children who would live in the next generation.

Some have lamented that their time is over.

Some are tainted by dreams that will control the future.

Someone was trying to prove that his time was not yet over.

* * *

The conference lasted for a month.

In the meantime, it wasn't just outside visitors who came to visit the pagoda.

On the contrary, Shaolin disciples would visit the pagoda more often than outsiders.

The old monks of Shaolin who had memories of Xuanguang, including the head of the room, Xuanchen, used to come to the pagoda once a day and bow down.

And among the great disciples, there were a few who had a deep connection with the light of the world.

"Don't bow down?"

At Mujin's question, Hyekwan smiled a distorted smile.

It wasn't the usual fishy laughter, but a complex laugh with a mixture of emotions.

"How can you bow down to the Four Hundred Lights with your bloody hands?"

Hyekwan replied, and simply placed a bottle of wine in front of the pagoda.

After that, there were people who came to visit Hyungwang, and the small but long meeting that lasted for about a month came to an end.

As the lanterns that had been emitting soft fire for a month continued to be removed throughout the Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin disciples sorted out their various feelings about the character of Xuanguang.

And when I put all the lanterns in order.

The prose of Shaolin began to be noisy.

Mujin kept his place in doubt, but the commotion gradually turned in the direction of Mujin's location.

And soon the cause of the noise arrived at the dwelling place of the light of the light.

“··· Crazy·"

At the sight of the huge golden Buddha statue studded with Hyunguang's face, Mu Jin involuntarily let a nutmeg pop out of his mouth.

And it wasn't long before it was easy to deduce who the golden Buddha was.

"Is that why you went to see the head monk that day?"

On the first day of the conference,

Liu Jiguang, who was absent to meet the head of the room while Yan Ga-hee was doing a hundred and eight bows, Sangju Liu·

I can assure you that the culprit must have been the top owner.

"Well convinced..."

Ambassador Hyeon-cheon had recently opened his eyes to the world, but he was not the kind of person who would be gifted such a golden Buddha statue.

I wondered how he had persuaded Ambassador Hyuncheon.

But that's just a surprise at the unexpected and ignorant money.

"But I won't forget my grandfather's face."

It wasn't that Mujin hated the Buddha statue that had been studded with his face.

* * *

The day after the Buddha pagoda and the huge golden Buddha statue were built in the abode of the light of the light.

Just as Mujin was in the middle of cleaning up his residence, a new visitor came to Shaolin.

But Mujin didn't have to greet them.

It was because the Lotus Lantern Society had already ended, and they were not the ones who had a special connection with the Prefecture.

"It looks like you're at a disadvantage a lot..."

Mujin thought about the guests who came today. It is no wonder that the people who came today were the masters of the Zhongnan Sect.

Recently, there have been a number of wounded, so I thought they might be asking for reinforcements from Shaolin.

However, it wasn't long before the Grand Disciple came from the room of the head of the room.

"Mujin-ah· They say they're asking to see you."

Naturally, a question appeared in Mujin's mind.

'Are you trying to ask me for reinforcements? But why me?'

Even though he said that he was the "best equipment in the world", the important thing was not "the best in the world", but the part about "equipment".

Of course, Mujin had already reached a level where the term "base" was not appropriate, but in the eyes of the public, it was a late-stage index anyway.

What difference would it make if there was a difference in the competition between the old and the old files?

"Well, there's nothing wrong with me."

Still, Mujin was thinking about leaving Shaolin soon.

There are about four months left before the future celestial horse meets the bloodline.

And if Jongnam invited him, there was another advantage.

"I was thinking about sneaking out, but this is a good excuse."

Mu Jin and the trio of Mu Ja returned to Shaolin, and they were secretly under surveillance.

It was also a watchful watch to see if they would venture out as before.

However, if there was such a justification, there was no need to go on another nightwalk.

"It wouldn't be a bad idea to take them with them while they're here."

Since it was a legal affair, it was Mujin who decided to drag the trio with him this time as well.

In particular, in order to maintain the development of the novel, Mu Kyung had to be taken away.

Mu Jin willingly went with the Great Disciple to the room of the chief.

In the vicinity of the room room, there were a few monks dressed in the uniform of the Zhongnan Sect.

They looked at Mu Jin as he entered the room with various expressions, but Mu Jin didn't pay any attention to him.

And when I entered the room of the head of the room, I saw Hyuncheon and the old man standing there.

"Come on... This is the Outer Party Elder of the Zhongnan Sect, Baiam Jinyin."

"I'm going to see you in the White Rock Jinin..."

"It's nice to meet the world's most late Jisoo here..."

Immediately after exchanging a brief greeting with each other. Mu Jin looked at Chen Chen and Bai Rock Jinyin in the distance.

Clearing his throat for a moment, Bai Qin Qin opened his mouth cautiously.

"Ahem· Have you ever heard of the Shaolin Divine Dragon being called Zhongnan Gumbo?"

It was an absurd question. In the first place, it was Mujin who first mentioned Jongnam Gumbo.

'Oh, I don't know. I didn't tell you I told you...'

Liu Xuehua and Bai seemed to have done the job properly.

"I've heard of it, but wasn't that sorted out beforehand?"

“··· I've disposed of the things that were at the gate, but it looks like they're not in order."

After speaking, Bai Jin Yin explained their situation at length, but it was quite simple.

A growing number of Zhongnan Sect disciples who have been out of work for a few months have been injured.

Most of the people who injured the Zhongnan Sect disciples were from the Zhongsho Sect or those who were not from Shaanxi Province.

The Zhongnan sect suspects that they were brought in by Huashan for a power struggle in Shaanxi Province, but no specific evidence has yet been found.

In addition, although they were injured, they did not take their lives at all, so it was difficult for them to be attacked on a large scale in the Jongnam Sect.

In the end, as the number of injured increased, the power struggle gradually became more and more unfavorable.

The biggest problem, however, was the cause of the injuries.

"Apparently the volcano has spread the shape and characteristics of our Zhongnan Sect sword technique far and wide..."

An opponent who doesn't have a big difference in skill· Or, on the contrary, it is said that he often returned after being defeated by a subordinate who was a move below him.

Of course, just as Huashan was well aware of Zhongnan's sword technique, Zhongnam was also familiar with Huashan's sword technique.

After all, they had been in the same area for decades.

The problem was that the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect were not dealing with the disciples of the Huashan Sect.

This person doesn't know exactly what the opponent is doing, but the opponent knows their own martial arts clearly, so there was no answer unless the difference in skill was superior.

"So just as they brought in the unmanned people from the outside, do you mean to send the unmanned people from Shaolin, including me?"

Mu Jin asked for the solution he had come up with before he came here, but for some reason, Bai Jin Yin shook his head.